Mise en abyme
de Biba Dupont
Half drunk
Small talking
Loose lips
You'll tell me something
I already know
Lock eyes
Look away
There's nothing else left to say
So I head back home
'Cause now I'm fine on my own
Man, I've missed this feeling
Of knowing that I'm needed
Man, I've missed this feeling
Of not waiting around
Now my feet they touch the ground
Long nights
They linger
Short days become familiar
When you live in the cold
And old loves are new strangers
I'm moving on from bad behavior
I'm feeling ready to go
I'm doing well on my own
Man, I've missed this feeling
Of knowing that I'm needed
Man, I've missed this feeling
Of not waiting around
Now my feet they touch the ground
Now my feet they touch the ground
Now my feet they touch the ground
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